felt like i had stuff i wanted to say yesterday but was too tired to write down

my friends had a trivia thing today over zoom and i had intedned to go but when i got home from work i got a slight headache and stomachache so i went to sleep. woke up like five hours later. i guess i was tired, but i don't think i was particularly sleep deprived. i dont know

last night i went on a bike ride with alejandro and diego. i hadn't seen either in a while. i also hadn't ridden my bike for more than four miles in probably a couple months. at least a month. alejandro likes doing these rides with a group that meets on almeda. they're a fun group and the pace of the ride wasn't too bad. i didn't feel like going, but considering alejandro's moving to austin by the end of the week i decided i might as well.

most embarrasing thing i've been doing these past couple days is listening to live versions of 'creep' by radiohead a lot...

i posted the link to the zine on my twitter the other day. i'm going to print a few copies eventually. sending one to donovan and idk who else yet. tbh they just have to ask i'm willing to deal with the mail

ok so there's this neighbor guy who asks me for money every so often. i give him a few dollars when i can. won't give numbers cause thats besides the point. anyway i guess i met him earlier in the summer when he drubnkely asked me to play basketball with him. i think i worte about that. was in may or june. anyway, he had said he was going to get me a christmas present. he told my brother that. because i was a good person. or nice. one of the two. christmas passed and i never got a gift. there was a bag of pears that showed up but that was my next-door neighbor. yuesterday while on my ride my sister called me asking if i took my bike with me. i was annoyed cause duh, i thought she saw me. when i got home my other bike wasn't outside. i went in and my sister says that its in my room. i was confused as to why but then my mother tells me that the neighbor guy was about to walk away with it. that tehy heard the dog barking and didn't bother to see why until she had stopped, which is when they saw the guy opening the gate to walk out with the bike. my dad wnet out and got it back. they said he stopped when they opened the front door and said he wasn't trying to steal it. that he was just borrowing it to go to the store. which, even if true, you have to understand the optics in borrowing something without asking from people who you aren't necesserily friends with. i want to beleive him, sure, but its still such a weird thing to do